Over the Pill
Red one
Blue one
Old on
New one
Ah heck
Side effects
I think I am
Due one
They’ll flatten
Or fatten
Always been
In Latin
Or tongue twistish
Latinglish
To patent
A statin
But I’ve had my fill
And summoned the will
To say bye to the ill
Coz I’m over the pill
There were lots
Of drug shots
That I got
For clots
And sun spots
To slow snots
And fix rots
As a tot
I shopped ‘em
And stocked ‘em
Then popped ‘em
Or swapped ‘em
I ravaged
And damaged
Til a salvage
Was managed
Lived in sin
To my kin’s
Own chagrin
I was lost
And was tossed
‘Til therein
Bought low cost
Vitamins
I’ve shaken
The achin’
Forsaken
The fakin’
Nor more need
Of needles
As I’m free
Of evils
I’m not yet over the hill
But have had more than my fill
And I at last, have the will
To be so, over the pill
Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2023
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